Monday, January 07, 2013

Making things has always been the most natural way for me to
engage with the world. When I get up in the morning, there’s this mechanism
inside me that wonders what I’m supposed to make next. And it’s relentless. Like
the junkie who walks thirty miles to get twenty dollars, the mechanism doesn’t shut
up until it finally gets its daily fix.

That’s why, if I don’t spend at least a little time each day,
tinkering away, I grow restless. I don’t feel like myself. And I won’t feel
like myself until I make something.

But that’s just me.

Or is it?

Maybe it’s not a personality thing. Maybe it’s a person
thing.

Human beings, by their very nature, are builders. We make art
to capture our feelings, we make tools to amplify our potential, we make games
to express our playfulness and we make rituals to celebrate our experiences.

We’re created to create.

And we should never stop. No matter how good, how popular, how
useful or how meaningful our creations are, we should never stop inventing. Ever.
Because when we stop making things, we lose our innovative edge. And when we
lose our innovative edge, we fail to serve the progress of humanity.

Fear not innovation. Fear only that which dims your capacity
to innovate.